"Ruoruo, do you want me to help you?" Meng Shuhong asked in a low voice.

"No, I can do it myself, yours is busy."

"I'll go, if you hit blindly? Do you know the lyrics? ”

"Yes."

There are a lot of them that she has sung and sung about

Suddenly, Ye Erruo stopped his movements.

She turned her head and glanced at the lyrics one after another on the 4 sheets, but there was no song title.

"Alright, you go about your own business." Ye Erruo turned his head and said to Meng Shuhong.

"Okay."

"You really don't need help?" The person on the other side also asked.

"No, you don't."

Ye Erruo opened Baidu, entered the title of each song, searched, copied, pasted, well, soon, it was much faster, and she didn't need to type it word by word.

Flipping through the thick pile of paper, Ye Erruo estimated that there are about three lyrics on a piece of paper, and there are fifty or sixty pieces of paper here, if you are not a professional singer, you have a lot of songs stored in your mind, and it is difficult to accurately see these words and know the name of the song.

She may be going to disappoint the Milan director again.

Ye Erruo hooked his lips and smiled, and hit the title of one song after another into the Baidu column, and then repeatedly copied and pasted.

Milan sat in her small office, glancing at Ye Erruo sarcastically from time to time, and the end of her recklessness was to make the whole department unlucky to follow her.

Soon, about an hour or so, Yeerruo sorted out all the lyrics and sent them to Milan in the form of an email.

"Dididi"

Milan was looking down at the data, not looking at the computer, and she didn't expect that Yeerruo would sort out the lyrics so quickly.

After getting rid of the things in his hand, Ye Erruo got up and poured a cup of hot water back, sat on the chair and started the rest of his work today, lazily typing on the keyboard.

"Ruoruo? Are you done? Meng Shuhong looked incredulous.

Seeing that she was not in a hurry or impatient, she had to wonder if she had given up on herself.

She has read all those lyrics, there are a lot, their main work is to write their own lyrics, where will they remember the lyrics sung by others? Even if you remember, you can't be so fast?

"Done?"

"You're done??" Meng Shuhong's voice suddenly increased, obviously frightened.

Her high voice attracted many people to look at it, and the director of Milan wanted to be embarrassed, if they could still see it, how could it be possible for her to complete the task so easily?

"Ye Erruo, I didn't hear you type a few words at all, there are so many lyrics in a song, how can you finish it?"

Ye Erruo took a sip of water: "Ten minutes ago, I already sent the document to the mailbox of the director of Milan. ”

Milan suddenly looked up when she heard the commotion outside, and then opened her mailbox.

What the hell?

She couldn't have typed out so many lyrics so quickly, and even if she was a tentacle monster, she couldn't have sorted out all the lyrics in this hour.

With a deep sense of disbelief, Milan clicked on the document that Yeerruo had sent her, and in an instant her face sank.

Flip down, scroll down, keep scrolling down.

Each song is well formatted, and even the name of the song is marked.

At that time, most of everyone's attention was on the office in Milan, and after waiting for a long time, they didn't hear any movement inside, and now everyone had to believe that Ye Erruo had really completed the task.

So fast?

"Ruoruo, how did you do it? What kind of hand are you? ”

End of chapter 6